“Oh, he’ll want to hide and capture the villains ‘red-handed,’ as he calls it.”
“And I don’t know but what that’s as good a plan as any,” remarked Belle. “I’d like to see them do it!”
Cora and her chums found Mrs. Lewis rather worried over their absence from the bungalow. She had returned, unsuccessful, from seeing her friends. Freda was recovering from the shock and fright of the day before.
“Where have you been?” Mrs. Lewis asked Cora.
“Oh, just off on a little picnic,” was the answer, and Cora motioned to her chums to say nothing of what they had heard. They had agreed that it would be better for the widow not to know, at least for the present.
“Dinner will be ready soon,” suggested Mrs. Lewis.
“We’ll have it a little late to-day,” replied Cora. “We have had some tea, and I want to go over and see Jack. They haven’t been around here since we left; have they?”
“Oh, yes,” answered Freda. “They were all here, wanting to know where you’d gone; but of course I couldn’t say. Then they went out in your brother’s boat, but they didn’t get far before they had a breakdown.”
“It’s the Lassie’s day off again,” laughed Belle.
“Why didn’t they take the Dixie?” asked Bess.